(AN: Hey. I just noticed that I posted the last drabble on Valentine's Day, and it wasn't exactly romantic, so I'm here to make up for it XD)

Training Wheels

"Patti, shut up! You're no better than I am at this!" Liz shouted at her sister who had her back to the ice and skates high in the air as she giggled at Liz's attempts to stand up.

What annoyed her more was that Kid; proper, elegant son of Death himself; was gliding around them as if it were nothing.

Liz and Patti, however, grew up on the streets of Brooklyn, and therefore, had no such skill.

Liz staggered with her legs bent at an awkward angle and the sides of the ice skates digging into her legs, holding on to the nearest wall for support.

"Haha, Sis looks like she's gonna fall!" squealed Patti from her spot in the middle of the ice.

"Patti, you already fell!" retorted Liz, furious with her inability to do such a simple task as to ice skate.

"Here, Liz." said the soft voice as its owner placed his hands on her waist and pulled her to her full height, to which her cheeks tinted pink.

Glad that he was behind her so he wouldn't see her blush, she said, "Oh, so now you're gonna help me?"

Waving off her comment, Kid started to guide her around the frozen-over lake; hands still attached to her waist so she wouldn't fall.

"You're standing on the skates wrong." he pointed out. "You have to stand in the middle so that your weight is on the blades."

She did as he said and suddenly found that it was much easier to continue this way, even if she still lost her balance once or twice. They continued to skate like this until she realized that he had already let go of her waist.

"Kid, where'd you go!? I'm gonna fall!" she said as she wobbled dangerously.

"Don't worry Liz, I'm right here." Kid said from behind her. "And you're not going to fall, you've been doing fine since I let go ten minutes ago. All you needed were some training wheels."

Then, all her fears were gone. She wasn't afraid that she was gonna fall anymore, and she started to skate faster and more confidently. She felt the cold wind rushing through her hair, its numbing effects negated due to the warm rays of the laughing sun. She took in the beautiful scenery around her; the wonderfully green plants, the fresh air, the small white rabbits who camouflaged themselves so well with the glistening snow.

That is, until her skate slipped and she tumbled backwards.

Liz looked down and realized, flushing a bright red that had nothing to do with the cold, that she was straddling a groaning Kid who had thought she was doing so well and hadn't expected her to fall but had wrapped his arms around her as if to catch her. What wass more, her hands had fallen on his crotch.

"Oh, sorry Kid." she said looking into his gleaming, golden eyes.

"It's alright."

"…"

"…"

"…"

"Liz, would you mind getting off me, your hands are crushing my nuts." Kid said in a hoarse voice that seemed as though he were about to throw up. Liz blushed again as she got off and sat next to him while he rubbed his pelvis.

"Sorry." Liz apologized again.

Kid stood up and offered her his hand, which Liz put her weight on as she got up wobbling. "It's okay, but maybe you should take it easy on the skating thing for now."

"Yeah, probably." He placed his hands on her waist once again, and she didn't reject them, but blushed as she leaned into his chest and wrapped his arms fully around her as they continued to skate. It helped that he grew a good four inches over the past few months.

Liz smiled inwardly as she snuggled against his chest and decided that she would never be too old to stop using training wheels.

(AN: I know it was corny, but c'mon, this was a late Valentine's Day special XD Anyway, I was in New York yesterday with my girlfriend and we were skating in Rockefeller Center and this idea just came to me. Hope you liked it :D)